The Storm - Tree63

In — over my head

I was washed overboard

Adrift — on the high seas

Far from the nearest shore

I cried out — to You, my God

Even in the storm

The thunder and lightning

I never was alone

No, never alone

Land — solid dry ground

Wreckage surrounding me

Up the beach, there at the fire

Silently waiting

Home — this is home

Even in the storm

The thunder and lightning

I never was alone

No, never alone

O-oooooh, o-ooooh, o-ooooh

O-oooooh, o-ooooh, o-ooooh

I cried out — to You, my God

And You have brought me home

Even in the storm

The thunder and lightning

I never was alone

No, never alone

My hope in the dark

There You were, shining

You have brought me home

You’ve brought me home

O-oooooh, o-ooooh, o-ooooh

O-oooooh, o-ooooh, o-ooooh